Qin Tiannan's words made the two black-robed men scoff with laughter.
"Won't let us go? And you won't leave our faction alone either?"
One of the black-robed men heard Qin Tiannan and couldn't help but throw his head back, laughing out loud.
As if he'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Do you even know where we come from?"
"To us, even the Middle Latitude Region is nothing but another desolate land."
"And all of you from the Low Latitude Realm? Just a bunch of ants—easy enough to crush in the palm of our hand!"
Qin Tiannan's face grew somber.
Ever since he claimed the Dean of the Main Academy position, and with the rising prestige of the Wilderness Realm in the Low Latitude Realm, their place gradually became respected by every faction in the region.
Qin Tiannan, Jian Chaomian, and the other leaders started getting exposed to more truths.
For instance, they used to think the Middle Latitude Region was insurmountable, but above that is the high-latitude region.
